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toes curl up in positive repose

socks come off and feet are fully exposed

eyes sleepily blink twice then flutter closed

legs relax in near sampled slumber and gently lay

juxtaposed

in my limp hanging hand

the dog has gently nosed her nose

letting me know its time for her to go out

and this is her only means of waking me from my

dreamless doze

so I get up gingerly and let her out to take her

walk

without me this time I tiredly wonder does she

fret and sulk

I settle gently back down in my much too comfortable

chair

and I catch a few small z's but apparently more

than my share

something startles me and I glance to the wall piece

forty minutes gone by its hard to believe

in that whole time not one phone call did I receive

then I recall my little doggie is out in the cold

so I fairly dash to the door for my doggie I must

retrieve

and on the door step I softly laugh even some now as

I speak

for my poor little doggie I left alone too long on

the cold stoop to shiver and shriek

as I stepped out of the way and let her in she joyfully

yipped and bound

then my sweet little doggie too as quickly as me

found out the thrill of sitting down..............

( written Jan 17, 1992 pm)